I hate this feeling, being alone. I'm sitting here in the dark, fully armed with potato chips and crackers, bagels and cookies, anything I can find. I'm sitting here with a big glass of water, gulping it down in between mouthfuls while watching stick figure actresses online. Every day has become a b/p day, but today is officially bad. I don't want to see my boyfriend. I'd rather sit here and make myself sick. How selfish is that. I feel terrible.